They thought it would be easy: snatch some rich kid and get the ransom. Sadly they snatched Draco, and, for some reason, an adventure-starved Ginny is along for the ride. They have no idea that hell is what they have just signed up for... D/G

A/N: Well,
I have had this idea for quite a while, but I sort of forgot about it. Then I was going through one of my scribblers
(I used to write everything out before I got my laptop) and I found my first
two attempts. So this is my third. I was initially thinking of turning it into a
comic, but I am using another idea for that.
Hopefully I will get that done soon and get it up on my site. Anyhoo, I'm not too
too pleased with this, but it's mildly entertaining
in a cheesy unrealistic way.

Disclaimer:
I own nothing. Any references to things
that sound like they are from something else most likely are...

The Adventures of Ferret Boy and Weasel Girl

Chapter 1

Of Lava and Caterpillars

~*~

The thought
it would be easy: snatch some rich kid and get the ransom. Sadly they snatched
Draco and an adventure starved Ginny is along for the ride. They have no idea
the hell they have just gotten themselves into...

~*~

'You can't afford to toddle, girl,'
Ginny thought to herself in urgency as she scurried over the bridge. It was one of those ones made from vines and
other jungle vegetation. And of course
it was swinging above a river of deadly lava.
She tried not to look down on it, but it was rather difficult seeing as
there were many gaps in the bridge. If
she didn't look down on them she might very well fall through.

She twisted about and looked behind
her, swearing that they were hunting her down and that any moment their arrows
would pierce her back and she would fall to her death. Or at least fall until she managed to grab
onto a conveniently placed hanging vine and swing herself up to beat them with
her excessively fine fighting skills. And the arrows? Well,
the heroine never dies in an action movie.

Ginny came to an abrupt stop
however, seeing the monster that barred her path. It was long and furry, with too many legs to
be natural. She frowned at it, weighing
her options as to how she could get around the beast without wasting an
excessive amount of time. Then it occurred
to her: she would just have to jump over it.

Flinging her arms out for balance
and making sure her side bag was safely tucked behind her back, she leapt,
trying to pull off the sort of landing the vampire had done. Unfortunately for Ginny however, she didn't quite
have the balance of the undead. Not to
mention the wire system. To make a long
story short, Ginny fell of the wall.

Ok, so she wasn't really on a bridge
miles above a river of lava. Nor was she
running from the "they" that were hunting for her. They were squirrels by the way. She had seen them in the trees when she had
balanced her way past. And the monster? A caterpillar.

Ginny let out an "oof" as her bum connected with the cobblestones that made
up the sidewalk that ran along the wall.
She was about to get up and collect her belongings that had spewed their
way out of her precious side bag, but never got the chance as laughter filled
her ear drums.

"That was the most pathetic thing I have ever
seen, Weasley!"

Looking around with a sudden feeling
of dread, Ginny spotted the one and only Draco Malfoy leaning against the wall
she had just ungracefully, and painfully I might add, fallen off of. She glared at him, wondering just how he came
to be in Muggle London, dressed in Muggle clothing no less. And was that a Gap bag in his hand? Yes, by Merlin it was!

"Obviously you haven't looked in a
mirror recently then," she grumbled at him, pulling herself up off the ground,
causing her sore bum to stick up in the air in the process. This only caused the blonde before her to
laugh even harder. A feat she never
thought he would be capable of. Yet it
happened none the less.

Brushing off her short plaid skirt
and straitening her grey fleece hoody, dislodging one
of the zippers from her orange bra strap in the process, and finally tugging
the black tank top back into proper place so half of her knickers weren't
showing, she glared at him. And may I
add that a Weasley has a very threatening glare. Especially the females of
the lot. Malfoy's
peels of laughter slowly died until he was simply smirking at her and her arms
that were placed firmly on her hips.

"And why are you holding a bag from
a Muggle store, Mr.
I-Don't-Like-Muggles-Cause-Daddy-Says-They're-Bad?" she sneered, stooping down
and gathering her bag into her arms. She
then proceeded to stuff her life that had fallen out of the bag into its
rightful place. But as she squatted
about close to the ground she began to realize that something was missing. The most important object there was.

"Raiders of the Lost Arc?" she heard
the blonde's cold voice drawl and Ginny's head snapped up in horror. He had her DVD! "What kind of crap is this?"

Her eyes widened. Movies were her only escape. Her only means to find
adventure. Ever since that incident
in her fourth year in which she broke her ankle trying to save Sirius, the one
who didn't really need saving, her mum had been even more protective of
her. So much so that when she was waiting
for her ankle to heal she wasn't even aloud to leave the house! Not even to watch the twins toss the Lawn
Gnomes over the fence. Because no, poor
baby Ginny couldn't defend herself. Not in the slightest. And that was why Hermione brought her the DVD
player.

Her parents had gotten it for her,
but she didn't have use for it so she had given it to Ginny, who had the
television her father had acquired the month before to her disposal. Her dear old man never had the time to take
it apart so Ginny had adopted it before he got a day off and attempted the
terrible job.

Well, to make an excessively long
story short, Ginny fell in love with movies. Especially action movies. Or adventure movies. Or even comedies. But adventure were
by far her favorites. Especially
Indiana Jones.
Not only was the man rather cute, he got to do all sorts of fun
stuff! Like fly planes and run from
snakes and giant rolling balls of stone.
It was her one true ambition in life, to live a life like that. Oh, how she envied her brother Bill. She was sure he got to do all the sorts of
things Indiana got to do in his job.
Or at least he did until he took that desk job with Miss. Fleur.

But back to the story at hand
however, Ginny was glaring at Draco. And
it was one of those evil Weasley female glares as I mentioned before.

"Give me my movie," she growled,
holding out her hand. "And it's not
crap. It's one of the best movies there
is." She glared harder. She had just brought back Underworld and she
had decided to once again rent Indiana's first movie. It was just so great, but if that Slytherin
wrecked it with his evil, filthy hands...

"I'm sure it is," he drawled raising
an eyebrow and reading what it said on the back. "It sure sounds like a winner to me." Then, without so much as glancing at her, he
tossed the movie at her.

Her heart stopping, she reached out
and caught it, much to her own surprise.
You see, Ginny's a little on the clumsy side. Ok, she's a klutz. But you probably deduced this by her little
stunt of falling off the wall. But yes,
she caught the movie! And she was about
to do a little happy dance, but something made her stop. Something that she didn't
so much like the looks of. Not in
the slightest.

Stuffing her movie into her bag, she
took a step closer to the Slytherin before her, causing him to frown at
her. Gesturing with her eyes towards the
black van that was slowly coming to a stop before them, she took another step
closer. She wasn't quite sure as to what
her family's enemy could do, but she was getting the feeling that she would rather
be beside him that be by herself.

~*~

Draco stared at the red head as
though she had lost her mind. But then
he suspected that she never had one so it wasn't that great of a loss. But regardless, she was coming towards him
with her hair shorter than his and dressed like an utter fool. Unlike himself, as he was dressed in only the
best Muggle attire there was. Well the
best that he could find without raising too much suspicion on his part. Wouldn't want Daddy to be all made in his
jail cell, now would we?

"Scared Weasel?" he sneered, now
staring at the van as well. It was a
little odd, now that he thought about it.
He found himself taking a step back despite himself and the red headed
ditz before him followed. But then
really, who wouldn't do just that?

Suddenly the van came to a stop and
the side door side back, revealing three people wearing black balaclavas. They leaped out in a lightning quick fashion,
holding odd black things that looked a little like ninety degree wands. Draco found himself frowning and he heard the
girl beside him gasp and step even closer to him as the three men effectively surrounded
them.

"Isn't it a little warm out to be
wearing those?" he frowned, glaring at them.
He wasn't about to be intimidated by some ridiculous looking Muggles,
even if they him them surrounded and they were bigger than him. And fatter in some cases, but that wasn't
hard to be. Yet give them a wand and
then he might give them the benefit of the doubt, but until then, don't waste
his time.

"Malfoy," Ginny said slowly in a
very quite voice. She sounded extremely
nervous and her eyes were flicking around like a daft animal in a cage. It made Draco begin to think that maybe there
really was something to worry about, even if they were just Muggles. But the arrogant Malfoy in him told the
nervous part to shove off. What could
some Muggle do anyways? "Don't be
stupid."

"Their just Muggles," he sneered
back, expressing his mind. Well, he had
been brought up that way after all. Even
if his father was no longer around him everyday, he still held some of his
values. Others had fallen away
however. But that didn't stop him from
shooting a nasty sneer at the three men around him, who all seemed a little put
out by his lack of decent fear.

"You sure this is the kid?" one of
them suddenly asked. He was the shortest
of the lot and a little round in the midsection.

"The hair's a dead give away,"
another said. This one was very
tall. Almost like a pole. "And besides, he's as arrogant as he should
be." The man hoisted the odd wand thing
in his hand a little higher, as though to make sure Draco saw it. Draco felt the Weasley tremble beside
him.

"Alright," the shortest replied,
then turned and frowned at Draco and Ginny from underneath his black mask. "We're going to kidnap you kid." Draco snorted and so did the others of his
apparent kidnapping clan. "Shut up," he
snapped at them. Then he turned back to
Draco. "And I guess your girlfriend
too."

"She's not my-" But Draco never got to finish his sentence as
Ginny had pulled his head down towards hers with trembling hands and kissed him
firmly on the lips.

Draco felt his head spin. He also felt ripples of excitement travel
through his body like he had never flet before.
It was like he was being electrified.
He had never experienced anything like this when he had kissed other
girls. And he had had experience with
quite a few, I might add. But just as he
began to snake his arms about her waist and was about to kiss her back, the
girl pulled away and turned to the other men that were now just standing
there.

"It's supposed to be a secret," she
said in an earnest voice. She was still
leaning against him and Draco found himself pulling the girl closer to him. It was then, and only then, that the pesky
little Slytherin voice began to tell him that what he was doing was a horrendous
insult to Slytherin/Gryffindor relations.
He told it to screw itself.

Her words seemed to make his, well
apparently their, proposed kidnapers laugh however.

"Get 'em
both," a medium sized man, standing at the back of the circle, said with a lazy
voice.

With that quick movement the men had
displayed before, Draco discovered that he was being restrained by the tallest
of the men. Glancing over he saw the red
head being held in much the same fashion by the fatter one. Yet she seemed to be putting up a better
fight than he was.

"Get your filthy hands off me you
Muggle trash," he hissed at the man who stood behind him, struggling to get
Draco into the van. They were having to wait a bit though because Weasley had braced
both her legs on the opening of the van doors, bracing her back against her
captor. He was sure the girl would have
been screaming bloody murder if it hadn't been for the fact that there was a
fat hand over her mouth.

"Muggle?" the medium sized man
scoffed. "Is that some sort of new teen
slang?" He then proceeded to drop his
fist forcefully on the stomach of the struggling red head. Draco could hear her breath escape from where
he was standing and saw her legs drop. A
moment later she was stuffed into the back of the van, where he went next. The door slammed shut and the van sped off to
who knows where.

"My father will hear about this,"
Draco hissed as the men bound their ankles and legs with heavy rope then tossed
them to the ground. He heard the girl
hiss.

"We're counting on it," the medium
sized one sneered at him, then turned back to the driver.

He glanced over to the girl beside
him and took a double take. She was
glaring at him.

"What?" he demanded in a cranky
voice. Well, you would be cranky as well
if you were him. This whole kidnapping
business was a total drag on his ego.

"Some hero you turned out to be,"
she hissed at him, glaring through her now effectively messed up hair, clips hanging
in odd place and one swinging before her eyes.
"You're supposed to beat the crap out of the bad guys, not allow
yourself to be captured without a fight.
You didn't even let them knock you unconscious before they got you in
here!" She let out a hiss of
breath. "I am going to kill you when I
get my hands free."

Draco got the feeling that the girl
was telling the truth. And this scared
him more than it sanely should have.

~*~

A/N: Well
there you go. Not quite sure if I am too
happy with kidnapping scene. It seems a
bit too drawn out and people would get suspicious really, but there's no
helping it. So should I continue? Smash or trash?

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